Mirabella
I frozed at how fast that word came out of me.. I didn't dare to look at him and took a big bite of my cupcake.. I saw him frowning but I kept chewing.. Please don't ask more..
"Mira... Did he treat you well? "
No.. He was the worst.. Death was much better then dealing with him every day.. But could I tell him? What will his reaction be? Maybe he'll be disgusted?
"Yeah... He treated me... Well... "
I never said this big lie and I cursed at myself for not being able to tell him truth.. How am I this pathetic?
"Mirabella-"
"Weren't we playing something else? "
I tried to change the topic and he took cue..
"We became a doctor because of mom.. "
I looked at him shocked..
"What...? "
He nodded and continued..
"Mom told us how she wanted us to become a doctor and al
